Garth Brooks. Cowboy Bill. Zeneszám

He told a good story
And all us kids listened
'bout his life on the border
And the way it was then

And we all believed
And when he would finish
We'd ask the old cowboy
To tell 'em again

You could almost hear
Those prairie winds blowing
His saddle a creakin'
'neath his old faded jeans

You could taste the dry dust
From the trail he was ridin'
As he sat there and painted
Those west texas scenes

And the grown-ups would tell us
You boys keep yer distance
That old man's just telling you lies
But to all of us kids
Cowboy Bill was a hero
Just as true
As the blue texas sky.

He told of a time
When he rode with the rangers
Down on the pecos
And he saved the day

Outnumbered by plenty
They were almost to cover
With 30 banditos
Headed their way

He looked back just in time
To see a horse stumble
The captain went down
And Bill pulled up on his reigns

Through a flurry of bullets
He rescued the captain
They rode for the sunset
Just the story remains

And the grown-ups would tell us
You boys keep yer distance
That old man's just telling you lies
But to all of us kids
Cowboy Bill was a hero
Just as true
As the blue texas sky.

Well I still remember
The day that it happened
We waited and we waited
But Bill never showed

The folks at the feed store
Said they hadn't seen him
So we set out for his place
Down on old grist mill road

And we cried when we found him
Lying there with his memories
The old trunk wide open
Things scattered about

He was clutching a badge
That said Texas Rangers
And an old yeller letter
Said "Texas is Proud"

And the grown-ups that told us
You boys keep yer distance
That old man's just telling you lies
Now... they're all saying
Cowboy Bill was a hero
Just as true
As the blue texas sky.

Just as true
As the blue texas sky.